[What else you going to do this morning? By the way, the buzz about my pants continues. Silverbelle Mary Jane, from the Arid Zone says “I haven’t been out of the house today, and I’m about 10 miles out of downtown, but there is some kind of ruckus going on down there so I’m guessing it’s your pants.” And meanwhile, from Iowa, Silverback Larry writes:
Stephen sings about
His pants in the gravelly
Voice of Johnnie Cash:
I keep my pants tied with a ball of twine
I keep my heart wide open all the time
I’m always searchin’ hard for love sublime
Because you’re mine please pull the twine
People just won’t shut up about my pants! Are you hearing anything where you live? SB SM]
The Saudis are bombing the Houthis.
McConnell is back from the dead.
When Trump tried to tell the truth, he
Relied on A.I. instead.
The Congress has gone on vacation;
The Supreme Court delivered the mail;
The Fed needed no justification
To raise rates a quarter-point scale.
Canada’s gone to Europe;
The Kennedy Center is closed;
Greenhouse gases will rise up
To make sure the Earth isn’t froze.
Ruby Gems slapped cute little Hugging Face;
The crypto crooks got snubbed;
China’s preparing to take our place
As the economy most beloved.
Meanwhile the rich buy elections,
But of course that’s nothing new.
Will the mid-terms adjust the selection
That bode well for me and for you?
With thanks to Walter Cronkite.
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“Vladimir, this is Don.”
“Ah, how are you Comrade Trump?”
“No, this is Tusk from Poland.”
“Oh, sorry. How are you, chump?”
“Hear that buzz? It’s outside my window.”
“So why are you calling me?”
“Because the label in this pesky drone
Spells your country : CCCP.”
“Are you sure? We’re now the Russian Fed.”
“Don’t play games. Send it away!”
“Oh, sorry, it was aimed at Ukraine instead,
It was meant to bomb Kiev today.”
“You’re not fooling me, you mean Rasputin!”
“Watch your language, you Polack scum!”
“Now the lights are flashing on that buzzing thing!”
“Remember when you were under our thumb?”
“I’m opening my window! I’ll knock it down!”
“With what? A kielbasa? A Polish ham?”
“Watch your language, you Slavic clown!”
“When the lights flash yellow, it’s time to scram!”
Alas, the drone ran out of juice.
Tusk was saved as the weapon descended.
Is the NATO alliance coming loose?
If the drone went off, would Poland be defended?
See Russia preparing drone and missile strikes on Ukraine’s allies, warns Tusk
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Here’s Norm Macdonald telling a terrible joke:
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